Mrs.
Powder: "You'd think he'd get over being such a baby about it. I made
him wait in the car until I'd finished the laundry. Anyway, at the last
visit you had me try Nomig for headaches, and I like it. Do you have any more
samples?"

So is it wrong that my first thought was for the car's upholstery/carpeting? As in, she'd rather have him bleeding out there than, oh, say, in the kitchen, which is where I always make my husband wait in similar circumstances...

Not that he's ever shot himself. No guns allowed in our home, and for that exact reason. But it is AMAZING what he can do with a knife. *Any* kind of knife.

Welcome to my whining!

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